DONT LIKE RETRONYMS

synchronising 

the 

dictionary streams 

with 

cyanide & listerine

helps keeps 

the 

useless retronyms away

I DONT KNOW WHAT IM DOING, A DISCUSSION POP

it has a myriad 

of meanings

& intentions

but we all say it -

i dont know what im doing

its depreciating 

its disingenuous
its abdicating responsibility
its an embarrassment buffer

its a humble brag

its an admission of the disconnect

its panic & a call for help

but too i say it to myself 

in a very literal & true sense
acknowledging the channelling 

& duality of creativity

altho an essential caveat 

is appropriate -

when it is finished
i know what i have done

whether i want / deserve / own 

the credit or not

is a problem for another day

  

HOSTILE MESH

its a loose weave safety net
the
sick & sad
get
tangled up in

calculated disrepair
adds

barbs
to
the hostile mesh

blow up 

what you like

is what i hear

as

long

as

'help'

DRIBBLES

thru

how to enjoy the orchards now

with all the soil has seen ?

FRAG 7

you hear stories

of people who die

because they couldnt & wouldnt

cry out for any help



why cant we hit the rooftops

when its raining black inside ?

OFF-CUT POPS, EGO, TRUTH & CHIMPS

& ego says

sans evidence

that any silence from the earth audience

is
cos
of
mind-blown awe

~

the truest thing 

i saw online 

this week was -

'help me, i'am awake !'

~

the truest thing

i read all week

was -

'...the ever increasing importance

    of my afternoon shit...'

~

if 

its against the rules

in 

the house of commons 

to 

declare someone Liar

then

maybe they should drop 

the 

right honourable prefix

so sick of their faces

hooting like chimps

on the green seats

ALL THE MORNING FARTING

 

just a middle-aged man

eating the only apple he can

in front of the bathroom mirror

hes counting knives in his head
pondering level 2

& the things rock stars said

~

apple skin stick-stuck 

between teeth of course

     

& all the morning hes farting 

     

farting H E L P in morse

POMES

BEDROOM LANDS 5

back
then

we said Boat Drinks
like in that film
like we had control

unthinking 
on dry drained 
hill marsh land

but our plans had their own plans-

shot up the arse
left in a dumpster

like in
that film

~

back
then
the  

s e p a r a t i n g  

moves of universal turns
sat messed up and howling 
in homebrew sediment

and who were we
to do anything
but
wait and roll ?

~

moves
bit
unstoppable
in
unrememberable
goodbye slices

alone but for horses
i saw a bird
fly backward
in high wind

on the allotment path
one dishcloth day

~

bedroom lands become
unhome rental holes

damage deposits

711 stolen bread

weird vibes
in
the
broken lift stairwell

new pub desperation
sang lionel richie
down
the
landline

~

and the hedgehogs
that patrolled
parent-tended
moon-silver lawns

where we barked our drum beats
till the grey paste dawn

are
gone
too

brian may
tv speaks
his
springwatch concern

from express.co.uk

FIND ME A MANTRA 3/3

well i been
deep in a heavy 
philosophising jag

black rumination
on decay and the
soft condition

then
i
came
down
from
the
brain
clouds
to
the 
sofa
to
watch
a
dozen
or so

trailer park boys
back to back
on tv

i feel like
a nobel prize winning
mathematician
watching a cat
drink from its bowl

sometimes its hard 
to know what
to
think
about
it
all

~

and theres sirens too
out there on the A13

a falling whine
rolling like a tide
that
makes
me
straighten
and look
like a 
meerkat
would

someone is hurt out there
and people are helping

gospel
and
solution

a mantra for these days

someone is hurt out there
and people are helping

bubbles by dadelmann from hugelol.com

THERES TWO

kinds of cbt

one
helped
me
when 
i
thought
nothing
could

the other - 
i'm
not
keen
to
try

cbttherapist.co.uk